Much to my chagrin, he did make it work. I was about to hop in the shower when I texted him, "So... I'm about to shower... I really hope you can't talk."
About two seconds later, my phone started buzzing with a call.
Great, I thought, answering it.
"Hi," I grumbled.
"Good morning!" he greeted me. "Are you naked?"
I felt my cheeks get warm. "Not yet, jeez. I'm really glad I didn't put you on speaker phone yet."
He laughed. "Hurry up."
After turning on the shower, I put him on speaker phone and finished removing my clothes. "I feel really uncomfortable right now," I told him as I got into the shower.
"Well... now you know how I felt."
I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, what are we gonna talk about?"
"Hmmm... what are you doing?"
"Ummm, I'm getting my hair wet so it's not annoying." I grabbed the container of body wash. "And now I'm putting soap on a sponge-loofah thingy. Why... are you asking?"
He laughed. "I'm trying to imagine I'm with you."
"Wow. Okay. Like... in the shower?"
"No... but now I am."
I felt my cheeks get warm because that's all I could think of at this point. In my head, his hands slid down my wet body as he pulled me closer. My heart raced and I shook my head quickly, trying to dislodge the image from my brain.
"M—maybe you shouldn't think about that," I mumbled.
At first, I thought he might not have heard me, but then he answered. "I... definitely shouldn't."
"You should know... that I'm fairly certain that what you're experiencing is absolutely nothing like what I experienced when I talked to you earlier."
He laughed. "So... you didn't picture me naked? Not even once?"
I rolled my eyes. "Well, now I am, so thanks for that."
"You're welcome." He sighed. "This... sorta sucks."
"Uh... okay? How does this suck?" I asked, massaging shampoo into my hair.
"It's just... to know that... you're naked and beautiful and...ugh..." He groaned with frustration. "And there's nothing... I can do about it.... It sucks."
I bit my lip. "It's not like I'd let you do anything anyway... and if you were here, I definitely wouldn't be talking to you right now, unless it was through the door."
"I know...."
"So... what are you doing today?" I asked, very obvious in my attempt to change the subject.
He sighed. "Well... I need to talk to... important people... so I can visit you."
"Oh, wait...." I frowned. "You need to get permission to see me?"
"Yeah... but my hyungs said they would help. I just... hope people aren't too mad...."
"Why would they be mad?" I asked, smoothing back my hair as I rinsed out the shampoo.
"Well... I think they're mad about the video... and I don't want them... to think I'm... being lazy."
"But... Jeongguk, you're not lazy at all."
"I am. There's so much more... I should be doing. So... I'll work really hard this week... and when I get back... to make up for it."
I sighed, rubbing conditioner into my split ends. "Okay... just don't push yourself too hard. I don't want you to get hurt."
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Fate's Little Bell
FanfictionShe never expected it to happen, but after meeting BTS, where will her life go from there? And when things go from incredible to miraculous, is it too good to be true? How can she tell the difference between "fate" and a well-disguised snare when s...